extradimensional exploration

Posted on August 27, 2009

top of the morning to you. when intention to blogette early lost its battle with epic laziness, we have now been forced to excuse ourselves from the wine- and weed-fueled wii tournament to post. just because we promised.

in truth, we’re grateful for the reprieve. as expected, we’ve had to take a moment or two to ourselves during this week at the cottage en famile; breathe, centre, all that bullshit. it hasn’t exactly been smooth sailing.

while one may argue i may perhaps reside on the – ahem – immature end of the spectrum, fact of the matter is that when you return to the family unit, you revert straight back to your adolescence. you may have been a mama’s boy, you may have been the quiet middle one. well bras and ranties was a bitch. and we’ve been trying to slough off the label ever since. we’d like to believe we’ve come a long way since, and yet.

an end of the day photography bike ride and now a dutchie and blogette to myself under the stars. the stars! the shooting stars! you forget how breathtaking the sky is when you live in a city. you really do forget what’s up there. if bras and ranties lived underneath this sky every night, we’d be a fuck-lot more creative. we’d find peace by looking up. we’d make love outside. we’d dream more. until such time, we will continue to wish upon a star from downtown toronto, only to realize our wish just flew away on that jumbo jet.